Tag: travel
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All Ulysseslessness (A Man For All Ulysseasons)
So many rats tramping in ranks behind me they call me Hamlin When I turn nib devil sparks fly like too many plugs jammed in The line the floor like plaguebearing lino I’m Cain neither lido nor coco, float cheek and get cutthroat When the donetalking are brokenosed my loaf flows bring bros low I’m…
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Dustology Dust Elegy
Downward now to get amongst it, downward fast like bored balloon, Choking dust and Polish names, rigged games in swinging saloons. Now as if on arrowback a straight shot through the hills, Clacking red railroad trucks like spy’s glasses spinning, Ol’ black red-wheel belching excess, blazered leatherbills steam the whistle Light thinning to less than…